ETERNAL CYPRESSES Poem by Xi Chuan
ETERNAL CYPRESSES
Some day I will sleep forever without waking
Never again will I see the cypresses of the northern plains
These cypresses at their mysterious prayers
These black and dripping churches
These swallows perched stiffly on the rushes
These oil-lamps
One day I will sleep forever without waking
While the wind blowing through the iron branches of the cypresses
will remain in the heart of a corpse
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